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CHAPTER 37

Reed

I watch Noah run out of the warehouse, my heart pounding as I take in the spooked expression plastered to his face. I step out from behind the abandoned car, ready to announce myself when two other people run out. I frown as they catch up to Noah, the three of them moving together. A knot tightens in my stomach as I am unable to look away. Not that I would. I’ve been watching the store's door for the last ten hours, waiting for him to come out.

But I never saw them enter. The uncertainty burns, feeding the uneasiness in my veins. I never thought Noah would meet up with other people, and now that he has, I hate it.

My jaw clenches, my eyes narrowing on the two strangers. Noah is too trusting, and it’s going to get him hurt—or worse, killed. That should be me walking beside him, not those two.

Nerves coil in my chest, tangling into something hotter and sharper. Frustration boils beneath my skin. I don’t trust them. And no matter how much it hurts, I can’t look away.

My hands tighten into fists at my side. A flicker of anger gnaws at my guts, nearly making me kill the strangers. But I can’t do that. Noah would be upset if I killed them.

So as they move out of town, I follow, keeping a careful distance. If anything happens to Noah, I’ll be ready. No longer feeling like Reed, I’m Reaper, and I’ll destroy them.